Having been close to Thorin for so long, Wen Qingqing has long known his habits.
Thorin carried this golden key with him every day. Since he was uncomfortable carrying the key while sleeping, he used to put it under his pillow. This time something happened to the eldest prince, and he was so angry that he even forgot to take the key.
After taking the key, Wen Qingqing left quickly and disappeared through the door.
Thorin ran to Soan's room, saw the pool of blood on the floor, pulled the body out from under the bed, and after confirming that it was his last son, he yelled angrily.
Letting three sons be killed by the same man is equivalent to stabbing him in the chest.
While he was practicing, he suffered from some minor health problems and was unable to have any more children. This meant that he was no longer able to have any descendants.
"My surname is Ye, I will never let you go."
Thorin was about to chase him out, but suddenly remembered something, ran back to the room quickly, and put his hand into the pillow.
After touching it, I found nothing.
"Who took my key?"
Thorin roared, his son was killed, and the key was stolen, which made his anger reach the critical point.
He sniffed, and the room was filled with a faint feminine scent.
He ran out quickly, walked to a room, and kicked the door open.
"Your Majesty, why did you come here in the middle of the night?" Wen Qingqing got up from the bed and asked pretending to be confused.
Thorin walked over and slapped her hard on the face, making half of her face swollen.
"Bitch, you are still pretending, where is the key?" Thorin asked.
"Your Majesty, I don't know what you are talking about?"
Thorin grabbed her neck and said angrily: "In this palace, no one can escape my eyes if they do anything. Do you think you can deceive me?"
"Your Majesty, I really don't know what you are talking about?" Wen Qingqing said anxiously, having difficulty breathing.
"I just want to see how hard your mouth is."
Thorin grabbed one of her fingers and squeezed it hard. The finger was crushed with such force.
The ten roots were connected to the heart, which showed how severe the pain was. Wen Qingqing suddenly screamed.
Before Ye Xiong entered the harem, he heard screams from a distance, and it was Wen Qingqing's voice.
He rushed over quickly, not caring about being discovered at this time.
"Stop, who are you?" A guard noticed that he was acting suspiciously and shouted loudly.
Ye Xiong struck out from the air with his palm, and the guard was knocked away and turned into a corpse when he fell.
"The devil is back." One of the guards yelled.
At that moment, the God Clan disciples poured in from all directions, all watching from a distance, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.
They recognized Ye Xiong as the man who broke in during the day. They all felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and no one wanted to be cannon fodder.
Ye Xiong walked to the door of the room, slapped his palm, and struck the door with surging vitality.
At the same time, another burst of vitality shot out from inside, and the two drums of vitality collided in mid-air, like thunder exploding.
The surrounding area of more than ten meters was affected by the explosion of vitality, destroying everything and causing great destruction.
The door was blown to pieces, and the scene inside was clearly visible.
There is a woman lying on the floor of the room, dying. Who is it if it's not Wen Qingqing?
"Thorin, you actually tortured a woman." Ye Xiong roared.
"My surname is Ye, we made an appointment to fight at Shengfeng Mountain tomorrow. Not only did you fail to fulfill your promise, you also killed my son and sent this bitch to steal my key."
Thorin was so angry that he lost his mind and grabbed Wen Qingqing on the ground.
"Isn't it just for this woman? I will burn her alive right in front of your eyes."
The flames suddenly ignited, and Wen Qingqing instantly turned into a burning person. The burning smell, mixed with screams, resounded in the air.
"Thorin, do you dare?"
Ye Xiong's body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Thorin.
"If you want, I'll give it to you."
Thorin laughed loudly and threw Wen Qingqing's body in the air.
Ye Xiong caught Wen Qingqing's body and extinguished the fire on her body, but Wen Qingqing was burned beyond recognition. She only had half a life left. She couldn't even open her eyes and could only whine.
"Qingqing, hold on, you will be fine."
Seeing her miserable appearance, Ye Xiong's heart ached for a while.
"I...didn't betray...you..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingqing's body lay softly in his arms, motionless again.
The power of Thorin's red flames can burn a person alive even for just a few seconds.
"This is the first one. I will kill my third son. Even if the palace is destroyed today, I will kill you. Don't worry, I won't let you die. I will go to China someday and kill your family members one by one.
, let you try what it feels like to lose a loved one."
Thorin gave up everything, not even the royal palace of the gods.
Today, he only had one thought, which was to take revenge on Ye Xiong severely.
Ye Xiong's heart felt stinging, and a wave of sadness and anger surged out of his heart.
In my mind, the scene of getting to know Wen Qingqing is vivid.
Although there was no love between him and Wen Qingqing at all, and his relationship with her could only be said to be due to a combination of various reasons, but he had to admit that if it weren't for him, Wen Qingqing would never have become like this.
If Wen Qingqing hadn't been angry with herself, she wouldn't have gone to the Holy Peak with her, and wouldn't have been favored by the third prince and wanted to humiliate her.
Because of her relationship with herself, her dream of getting married was shattered, her parents died tragically, and she also ended up like this.
He has a great responsibility for all of this.
"Thorin, tonight either you die or I live."
The surging vitality burst out, and the surrounding dozens of meters turned into a sea of flames.
Ye Xiong rushed out suddenly, clapped his palms, and the blazing flames rolled directly over.
"Your Red Flame Technique is originally the magic of our God Clan. Am I still afraid of you?"
More powerful red flames surged from Thorin's body, and the two drums of red flames confronted each other in the palace. In an instant, the entire palace fell into a purgatory on earth.
This level of confrontation is no longer something that the God Clan disciples can participate in. The disciples below turned into birds and scattered, fleeing far away from the palace, fearing that they would be missed.
A war between cultivators has begun.
While people around were running away in panic, in a corner, a man looked at the two people fighting in mid-air, with a mixture of shock and jealousy in his eyes.
"My surname is Ye, I haven't seen you for a short time, but you actually made a breakthrough again." The poisonous young master gritted his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. "Why are you so lucky, but I am always so unlucky."
Just now, taking advantage of the chaos, he ran into Wen Qingqing's room, trying to find the golden key, but he couldn't find it after searching through it.
He had been planning this plan for so long, and even his daughter was involved in it, but all his efforts were in vain, which made him very unwilling.
"My talent will never be buried. Sooner or later, I will surpass you."
Mr. Du followed the crowd and fled toward the door, when a familiar roar suddenly came.
"Long Baichuan, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Four figures descended from the sky, each guarding one side. They were clearly the leaders of the four ancient martial arts sects.
Luo Dongliu of Tianmen, Honglei of Hongmen, Murongbei of Yinmen and Long Sanfeng of Xiaoyao sect surrounded him tightly.